Divination

The silence that befalls us
In the downfall of us all
Reigns in the finite keeping
Of all that is our call

See the canvassed screening
As the fallen gather strength
Allow the golden hopeful
And keep the held at length

When it feels the lowly soundless
And nothing is the same
Everything that was
No longer keeps its name
When darkness faces faithless
And the known has left its place
Keep to the sun
The yet undone
And walk with steps of grace

All nothingness has faded
Into what has never been
Kept from what once was glory
To be locked away within

Know always what was never
Remember what was won
Seek not the cage of secrecy
Seek only what’s begun

When it feels the lowly soundless
And nothing is the same
Everything that was
No longer keeps its name
When darkness faces faithless
And the known has left its place
Keep to the sun
The yet undone
And walk with steps of grace